The Perfect Fix (Perfect Kisses #5) - Miley Maine Page 0,27

arrive, absolutely flooding my home with their presence. “It’s us.”

“Come through!” I call out to them before I hold my breath. This is going to go one of two ways, and I really hope it’s the positive way. “I’m in here.”

Travis practically screams when he first sees the giant pile of presents in the corner of the room. “Who are these for?”

“You, buddy,” I tell him with a grin. “Get to opening them if you want.”

As he runs in to the pile of gifts and begins tearing the paper off the packages at the speed of light, I see the shocked almost horrified look on Aisha’s face.

“What have you done?” she gasps. “I can’t believe you did this. This is more than I could have ever gotten him.”

There are almost tears bursting out behind her eyes, she’s all choked up an emotional and I have the horrible feeling this is because of me. Because I have overstepped the mark yet again.

“I just wanted to do something nice, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you. I just couldn’t resist getting some nice stuff for Travis.”

“I don’t mind,” she tells me through thick emotion. “I don’t mind him having more stuff. I just wish that I could be the one to get him all this.”

“Oh, but Aisha, you don’t need to get him stuff, you are his mother. He doesn’t need things from you. He doesn’t need anything material, he just needs your love, and from what I have seen he gets that in abundance.”

“But look at him.” She points weakly to her excited child. “Right now, he wants the gifts.”

“I definitely think he needs your love as well,” I do my best to reassure her because I can tell that she really needs it right now. “Even if it seems like he’s only interested in the gifts, that’s because they are there right in front of him. The rest of the time he needs you. Once he grows older and he sees everything you have done for him, he will really appreciate it. Just like I do with my father.”

She is silent for a little while, just watching Travis enjoying himself. I hope she is considering my words and not just watching her child act crazy over material things. I never seem to think about the consequences of my actions when I do them. Or I do, but it never goes quite as planned. Aisha never reacts like I think she’s going to.

“I’m very grateful to you,” she suddenly blurts out. “For everything that you have done for me, and for Travis as well. I’m sorry if I ever come across as ungrateful, it isn’t that way at all. I just find it hard because like I have said to you before I haven’t really had anyone since Travis has been born. I don’t know how to take kindness, it feels kinda alien to me.”

Wow, her revelation feels like I’m really seeing a part of her that I haven’t been shown before. She’s being incredibly vulnerable and that makes me feel even closer to her.

“I’m happy to do all these things for you, it makes me happy to see you happy, and obviously Travis as well. But please tell me if I go too far. That’s the last thing I want to do. I don’t upset you or make you uncomfortable. I think I just keep getting carried away with myself.”

I laugh and thankfully she joins in as well. It lightens the atmosphere tenfold and makes her feel evidently more comfortable around me.

“I just want to repay you, that’s all,” she tells me. “I would love to be able to pay you back, but I don’t know how. I obviously can’t pay you back with money.” Aisha gives me a desperate look. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you somehow?”

A cheeky thought pops into my mind, and I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. From the look Aisha gives me, I have a feeling that she thinks this is a dirty thought crossing my mind, but surprisingly, even to me, it isn’t that at all.

“Yeah, you can move in with me here. I like having you and Travis around. I like the noise, the fun, the excitement, the chaos... I would love you to be here permanently.”

Aisha stares at me in utter horror. “You are joking me, right?” she demands. “You have to be kidding. You can’t really want me and Travis